At thanksgiving (we’re all white for context) my aunt told everyone that Gran made her dress up as Aunt Jemima on Halloween with shoe polish, 2 balloons, and an apron. Turns out that was just a lie. She just said that shit. 1/2
But apparently a drunken santa stumbling down the road with a bottle of Jack Daniels in his hand was NOT made up, and mothers were pulling their kids inside so they weren’t traumatized. Halloween in Connecticut sounds interesting.